Love blurs your vision but after it recedes you can see more clearly than ever. Its like the tide going out revealing whatevers been thrown away and sunk broken bottles old gloves rusting pop cans nibbled fishbodies bones. This is the kind of thing you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes not knowing the future. The ruin youve made.
Have you ever noticed how when youre happy time seems to pass by fast while when youre miserable it goes real slow Life would have been a blink with you whether it lasted a millennium or a month.